Christ Holy Cosmic Love

Sinking Into Neptune’s Ocean

You Thought You Found

The Perfect High.

After A Hard Long

Day At Work,

It Was The Newest Craze

On The City Streets

Everyone Said That It

Was The Perfect High.

Everyone Said That It

Felt Like Heaven.

Your New Girlfriend

Loved The High.

You Thought You

Had It All.

A Beautiful Gorgeous Girl

That Everyone Wanted.

And

A Great Job That You Were

Pulling In The Money.

You Thought You

Had It All.

And A Great Sunday

Relationship With God.

You Seemed To Think You

Had The Perfect Life

And Was

Blessed By God.

You Felt Like Your Life Was

Dancing To The Coolest

Up Town Beat.

Then

Over The Months You Started

Looking Down Beat And Skipping

To A Slower Beat..

And You Started Missing

Days At Work.

And Your Pretty Girlfriend

Broke You Heart.

Down And Out And

Addicted To Drugs.

One Wintery Sunday You

Dragged Your Beat Up Ass

Into Sunday Morning At

Ten O’clock Church Services

In Which You Haven’t Attended

For Eight Months.

The Preacher Walked Up To You

After Church Service.

And He Said To You,

” Sit Down Boy We Need To

Talk Right Now.

He Rubbed His Fingers

Through His Beard

His Eyes Firmly

Penetrated Straight

Into My Eyes.

It Felt Like God Was

Talking To Me.

And He Said,

“There Are Two

Elevators In Life

In Which One Is The

Stairway To Heaven

And The Other One Is The

Stairway To Hell.”

He Said Calmly,

“You My Child Are In Deep

In The Gates Of Burning

Hell With Satan,

And I Will Help You Break

Satan’s Evil Spell.”

And The Preacher Furthered

Explain To Me,

“The Ultimate High Any

Person Can Experience Is

Christ Cosmic Love.

Illness Of The Heart

My Son Asked Me,

“What Do You Want?”

I Stared Straight Into His Eyes.

And For The First Time

I Stood Silent And I

Undressed And Unveiled

His Soul.

And Tears Rolled And

Streamed Like A River

Down My Face.

The I Realized In A Silent

Shock My Son Is

Spiritually And Morally

Lost And Corrupt.

My Heart Felt Like

Glass Shattering Into

Broken Pieces..

I Quietly Said Sadly

And Softly To Him,

” I Am Trying So Very Hard Not

To Give Up On You.

I Want You To Get A Soul.”

I Knew That Moment His

Twelve Year Drug Addiction

Of Lying And Stealing Could

Not Be Cured By

Going To Drug

Rehabilitation,

Nor Taking Him To

A Therapist Or A

Sociologist.

Nor Time Served In Jail

Or Prison.

Furthermore, I Realized

All The Alcohol And Drug

Meetings At Churches.

Or Taking Him To Church

Services On Sundays.

Nor My Endless Letters

And Conversations About

God And Honoring Others.

It Was A Dead End Road

With No Results.

I Was At A Dead End Street..

I Reflected Back On His Life

And Realized That I And So

Many Parents We Spoil Our

Children.

I Was The Cause Of His

Addiction I Spoiled My Son

From A Toddler Up Till His

Adult Hood.

My Son Was A Spoiled Brat

And Has Grew Up Selfish

And Self Absorbed In Only

His Needs.

There Is A Growing Epidemic

Of Teenage And Adult Narcissistic

Personality Disorder

His Drug Addiction Started

At The Age Of Twenty Eight

Years Old With Heroin

It Is An On Going.

Cycles Of A

Merry Go Round.

That Never Ends

So Many Parents

Can’t Stop Crying

And Spend So Many

Sleepless

Nights Pacing The Floors.

So Many Parents Fight A

Non Ending Battle Of

Drug Addiction With

Their Teenagers,

Young Adults And It

Can Spin Into Endless

Years Into Their Adult Hood.

There Are So Many Drug

Over Doses Everyday.

Death At Our Door..

Evil Has Kidnapped

The World And Has

Taken Over Our

Neighborhoods.

Some Kick The

Substance Addiction

That May Last For Awhile

Or For Years.

And Right When You As

A Parent Put Down Your

Guards And Start Gathering

The Pieces Of Your Life

Together.

They Relapse And Return

To Substance Abuse.

I Walk With God And Have

Stayed Strong In The

Battle.

I Have Read So Many Books

And Spiritual Books Searching

For Answers On How To Save

My Sons Life And Bring Him

To The Lord.

I Read A Book About Monks

In Mount Athos Greece.

And They Discussed

Illness Of The Heart

In Which The Ego Blocks

Out The Light, Truth And God.

I Know My Son Is Held Hostage

To Addiction And His Selfish Ego

Is Blocking Out God And

Christ Holy Cosmic Love.

My Son Needs To

Go To A Monastery

For At Least Six Months

And Live.

In Which The Monasteries

Need To Open Up Their

Doors.